I remember the stories you told
About the ones who came before me as I held you in the cold
And how youd end it before it got old
Im just another memory as your story unfolds
Im not sorry that it came to an end
Im not sorry that i can not be your friend
But Im sorry for the man Ive become
My heart it so much colder now
My eyes look so much older since you
Watch me fly and watch me fall
And every day was better than the next
But thats all right
I reached so high but I lost it all
But every day gets better now
Yes every day gets better after all
I remember the plans that we made
To get out of Ohio before our bodies decayed
But our intentions were a shallow charade
Still Im packing up for Austin once these debts have been paid
Artist: Hollies
Artist: Ghost
Artist: John Hiatt